Boston Charley did not waver in his resolution. When the ship reached San Francisco, and the crew were paid off by the owner, he, with Tommy, started at once for Nevada.
He had taken quite a fancy to Tommy, and treated him with as much care and attention as a father would bestow on a son.
CHAPTER XX.
TOMMY'S COURAGEOUS RESOLVE.
Leaving Tommy to pursue his journey, we must return to Smithers, who, it will be remembered, wended his solitary way toward Silver City, after the capture of his wife by the robbers, the desertion of his daughter Alice, who ran to her mother's assistance, and the shocking death of Harold.
Trying to dismiss all the unpleasant recollections of the day from his mind, Smithers drank more whisky, and in time reached the city to which he had emigrated.
Entering the city through a spacious street which was named Broadway, he then halted his wagon.
A man of tall stature and cadaverous cast of countenance, who was lounging in front of a saloon, with his hands in his pockets and a cigar in his mouth, approached the wagon, eyed it critically, and then regarded Smithers with an inquisitive air.
"Born East, I calculate, stranger?" he said.
"Yes," replied Smithers.